The Ballad Of The Foxhunter

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[Verse 1]

       G              C
Lay me in a cushioned chair
G            D
Carry me, ye four
     G                 C
With cushions here and there
   G                  D
To see the world once more
   G                 C
To stable and kennel go
G                     D
Bring what there's to bring
        G              C
Lead my Lollard to and fro
   D      C    D
Or gently in a ring


[Verse 2]

        G              C
Put the chair upon the grass
      G            D
Bring Rody and his hounds
       G             C
That I may contented pass
G                  D
From these earthly bounds
    G             C
His eyelids, they droop
G               D
Eyes cloud with dreams
    G                        C
The sun upon all things that grow
      D    C      D
Falls into sleepy dreams


[Chorus]

C                             Am
Huntsmen, blow the horn, come make the hills reply
D                     G
Loosen on the morn, a gay wandering cry
C                         Am
Rody, blow the horn, come make the hills reply
D                          G             D
I cannot blow my horn, but only weep and sigh


[Verse 3]

        G               C
Lollard treads upon the lawn
    G               D
And to the armchair goes
    G                    C
The old man's dreams are gone
   G                        D
He smoothes the long, brown nose
G                C
Moves a pleasant tongue
 G              D
Upon his wasted hands
G               C
Aged hounds and young
    D        C        D
The huntsman near him stands


[Chorus]

C                             Am
Huntsmen, blow the horn, come make the hills reply
D                     G
Loosen on the morn, a gay wandering cry
C                         Am
Rody, blow the horn, come make the hills reply
D                          G             D
I cannot blow my horn, but only weep and sigh


[Verse 4]

 G                   C
'Round his cushioned place
G               D
With new sorrow wrung
       G             C
Hounds gazing on his face
G               D
Aged hounds and young
G                        C
Fire is in the old man's eyes
    G                D
His fingers move and sway
G               C
Wandering music dies
    D        C      D
You hear him feebly say


[Chorus]

C                             Am
Huntsmen, blow the horn, come make the hills reply
D                     G
Loosen on the morn, a gay wandering cry
C                         Am
Rody, blow the horn, come make the hills reply
D                          G             D
I cannot blow my horn, but only weep and sigh


[Chorus]

C                             Am
Huntsmen, blow the horn, come make the hills reply
D                     G
Loosen on the morn, a gay wandering cry
C                         Am
Rody, blow the horn, come make the hills reply
D                          G             D
I cannot blow my horn, but only weep and sigh


[Verse 5]

          G                     C
The blind hound with a mournful cry
G                D
Slowly lifts his head
     G             C
They bear the body in
    D      C            D
The hounds wail for the dead___